JTB_5
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I’d like to share a recent story. Just a few short weeks ago hurricane Sally hit the gulf coast and passed direct over us. One of our teachers, who also coaches baseball for the school and plays in a men’s league had his house flooded during the storm. I sent a text to our soccer coach hoping that he could round up the players to help the teacher fit his house to dry it out and mitigate the damage until he could get his insurance adjuster out.
Not a whole lot of folks responded directly to the group text, but the next morning when I took my boys with me to our teacher’s house there were probably twenty of us total—soccer players, dads from the school, the men’s baseball league coach and his sons—and we pulled out furniture, carpets, drywall, and everything else and got some fans and dehumidifiers from around the community to help him out. By lunchtime we had completely gutted the wet stuff out. The teacher is a younger man, had just bought his house, and is originally from New York so he was a bit shell shocked by the storm and its damage. If he had been on his own I’m not sure what would have happened, but he found out that day that he has a lot of folks ready to back him in a troublesome time.
Good neighbors and a community of support are far more vital to our daily wellbeing than the things that often raise our hackles; and nothing seems to help bury grudges or bring out our better natures than seeing someone we know in desperate need. If only we could get that same spirit to fill us in our times of ease, we might have a bit better chance at peace and harmony in our land!
Not a whole lot of folks responded directly to the group text, but the next morning when I took my boys with me to our teacher’s house there were probably twenty of us total—soccer players, dads from the school, the men’s baseball league coach and his sons—and we pulled out furniture, carpets, drywall, and everything else and got some fans and dehumidifiers from around the community to help him out. By lunchtime we had completely gutted the wet stuff out. The teacher is a younger man, had just bought his house, and is originally from New York so he was a bit shell shocked by the storm and its damage. If he had been on his own I’m not sure what would have happened, but he found out that day that he has a lot of folks ready to back him in a troublesome time.
Good neighbors and a community of support are far more vital to our daily wellbeing than the things that often raise our hackles; and nothing seems to help bury grudges or bring out our better natures than seeing someone we know in desperate need. If only we could get that same spirit to fill us in our times of ease, we might have a bit better chance at peace and harmony in our land!